They're not even human anymore; those wicked women can cry even more miserably.

Only when I'm well-fed can I have the strength to reclaim the honor that belongs to me!

The barbecue was really delicious.

But why can't I stop the tears from flowing?

Violet stared at Char, her cheeks twitching like a little hamster, never stopping for a moment.

"I will avenge this sooner or later!"

Char smiled.

He always repays evil with good.

"Give a man a fish and you feed him for a day; teach a man to fish and you feed him for a lifetime. Come on, I'll teach you how to barbecue!"

That way, you won't go hungry when you're alone in the future.

Seeing Char approaching her, Violet wanted to refuse, but... the offer was really tempting.

In particular, it seems inappropriate to immediately turn one's back on someone who has already paid for one's meal.

While they were hesitating, Char had already pulled Violet to the side of the barbecue grill.

On one side is a dazzling array of ingredients, including various meats and seasonal fruits and vegetables.

Some ingredients are sourced locally, processed, and then made into skewers; others are brought in from outside.

In front of me was a barbecue grill emitting steam, the charcoal glowing red.

On the other side were some grilled food, which students would occasionally come over to take and eat.

Char stood at Violet's outstretched hand, reached out and grasped her soft hands, teaching her how to barbecue.

The two were very close together, with Violet almost completely nestled in Char's arms.

"Meat itself has fat, so you don't need to brush on too much oil, just a little bit to prevent it from sticking and burning."

Xia guided her to take three skewers of meat and place them on the grill together.

With his other hand, he took the brush from her hand.

"Like this, you need to flip it often to prevent it from burning. At this stage of doneness, you can sprinkle some cumin on it to enhance the flavor."

"If it's grilled vegetables, you need to brush on more oil. Vegetables themselves don't contain oil, so brushing on oil helps them absorb the flavor."

Char's voice was gentle and refined, and he provided detailed guidance in every aspect, showing great care.

This beautiful scene, witnessed by onlookers, filled their eyes with envy as they looked at Violet.

Char is so kind and considerate!

envious.

But only Violet sensed a strong sense of danger.

Her slender back was held ramrod straight, though somewhat stiffly.

"Alright, these skewers of grilled meat are done. You did a great job. Now you can do the rest yourself."

Xia released her hand.

Violet breathed a sigh of relief. Was he about to leave now?

Just keep your distance; the current situation is far too dangerous!

However, it did not.

Char didn't move an inch.

Violet's heart pounded, and she could only try to comfort herself inwardly.

With so many classmates here, would he dare to cause trouble?

So, it's still safe... right?

Believe it or not, Char actually dared to do it.

In the dim candlelight, the flickering light of the charcoal embers illuminated Violet's exquisite face, casting a warm glow upon her.

Perhaps the barbecue grill was too hot, because his face was a little red and fine beads of sweat appeared on the tip of his nose.

Violet bit her lip, trying hard to suppress the strange sensations in her body.

Now, she was truly lying in Xia's arms.

She felt weak and powerless; she had been bullied terribly.

Although someone may appear to be giving a lecture, their hands are certainly not behaving properly.

Xia's voice still echoed softly in her ears, instructing her on when to flip the noodles and when to brush on the seasoning.

He was able to do two things at once without neglecting either.

But Violet was unable to concentrate at this moment.

She wanted to make a good barbecue, but someone kept bothering her, making it impossible for her to concentrate.

A constant chattering voice filled my ears, and I held a skewer of meat in my hand that was about to burn, while the guy behind me was anything but well-behaved.

I'm about to collapse!

In particular, classmates are coming and going all around, and they may notice something unusual at any time.

In order to avoid being noticed, she had to avoid the attention of those around her.

Under intense pressure, she could feel Char's movements more clearly than ever before.

Attention is diverted, and the senses are directed.

As a result, she burned the meat.

Char sighed softly.

"It seems you're still a bit lacking. Just keep practicing. I'll be here guiding you."

After hearing Xia's words, everyone looked at Violet with even more envy.

Char, who is all-powerful, strong, gentle, and patient, actually gives all his affection to Violet. She is so lucky!

Unfortunately, Violet was unable to experience any of this happiness.

She felt like she wasn't herself anymore.

My body is getting weaker and weaker.

Feeling the hands on her body becoming even more restless, her heart skipped a beat, and a struggle appeared on her face.

One hand released the brush used for applying seasonings, placed it under the grill, and grabbed Xia's hand.

Violet's eyes were somewhat unfocused, and her voice was barely audible.

"Don't……"

Despite Violet's efforts to stop it, her attempts were futile.

Seeing that the people behind her were about to go even further, Violet felt her heart was about to jump out of her throat.

Panic gripped her, and she could only manage to squeeze out a single sentence through gritted teeth.

“I…don’t have any spare stockings.”

She felt Xia's movements stop, and only then did she breathe a slight sigh of relief.

Char's whispered words echoed in her ears.

"When you're out and about, can you really manage without bringing a few more pairs of stockings?"

Violet gritted her teeth and gripped Char's hand even tighter.

At this moment, her body was limp, and this little bit of strength was nothing to Xia Ya, making her seem like she was playing hard to get.

She heard Char's last words.

"You'll easily get athlete's foot if you do that."

As a gentleman, Char considerately abandoned the idea of ​​tearing it up and instead helped Violet up by the waist.

Her waist was slender, so small it could be grasped in one hand; her hand swept over her abs and landed on her smooth abdomen.

Soft and warm.

"Woo~."

She murmured softly, and lipstick unconsciously spilled from her lips.

Violet's eyes grew increasingly dreamy, and her voice was unbearably cute.

Char placed his hand on it and caressed it, listening to the soft, whimpering sounds of a submissive, and a slight smile appeared on his lips.

New weaknesses have been discovered.

Fortunately, Char did not continue to make things difficult for her. Just when Violet was about to be discovered, Char appropriately stopped.

"Here, I won't bully you anymore."

The voice beside me was low and damp, and it burrowed into my mind and flowed through my limbs.

Violet's face was flushed, she bit her lip, and her eyes showed some grief and indignation.